Liu Zhizhong sighed, "Yeah, the most unforgettable thing in life is the taste of your hometown! But this pancake is really good! Mr. Wen, where is your Immortal Country?"
Hamuer nodded and smiled, "Yes, Mr. Wen, where is your hometown in China?"
Wen Bao was calm, shaking his head, "Better not mention it. In my youth, I suffered a lot in my hometown, especially since my parents died early. The people there were too selfish and self-serving; I don't want to talk about it or remember it. Come on, eat the pancakes, eat the fish!"
At this point, it was clear enough, right?
So, Liu Zhizhong and Hamuer shared a knowing smile and didn't ask further.
Thus, the three opened some wine, ate fish and pancakes, and talked about the recent progress of the hospital, which was quite comforting.
